Who are you?

Remember

I put my shirt back on, while Sara sat down in her chair.

"So who exactly is she?" asked Sam from me.

"Oh, yeah. Sam she is Sara, agent S, the special doctor of the agency. Every patient who is an agent is under her treatment. Sara, he is Sam, my partner, a special designed robot by me."

"When did she get in the agency?"

"After S's death."

"You understand what he says?" asked Sara.

"Yeah, with this little thing in my ear." I said as I pointed at the earphone in my ear. "Well, now that you met, I have a more important question for you."

"I'm listening."

"They brought a boy in here not a while ago, his name is Mark. Do you know anything about him?"

"Did he get shoot in his head?" she asked and I nodded. "Well, he is alive, luckily the bullet just scratched his head, but..."

"But what?" I asked as she stopped.

"He might have a little amnesia. I don't know how much he won't remember."

"So, you said.... He... he might not remember me?" I asked with tearful eyes, and I started crying too when she sadly nodded. I took a deep breath and asked her. "Can I see him? Please?"

"Of course. Come on, follow me." said Sara, getting up from her chair and led me out of her office.

We stopped in front of a door and she quietly opened it. She let me in then she came in after me, closing the door behind her. As I turned around I saw him.

Mark was lying on a bed with wires attached to him and his head was wrapped up with bandage.
I went up to his bed and slowly grabbed his hand. This is all my fault. I could've been more careful, then none of this could have happened.

"I need to inform you. The agency certified your and Mark's parents of your missing from school. The story in a nutshell is that you felt sick and Mark offered to help you, but he slipped on the stairs and hit his head."

I didn't asked anything, but I was curious that how could they set up a story like this. Is a person could even become amnesiac, from just being hit on their head?

"If he wakes up, tell this story to him. It's for his safety, but I think you know that already." she said then turned back. "I leave you alone with him."

The room fell in silence. Only I could hear was the heart machine, showing that Mark is alive as it was beeping. I couldn't think of anything else, just that I was the one who caused this. I bursted into cry and I sat down on a chair near his bed, still holding his hand. I didn't care at this point that he would become friends with Josh again, I just want him to remember me. To know that I am existing. To know my name. That's it.

"Please... I... I don't want to lose you." I cried out, then whispered to him. "Please remember."

I felt his hand moving a little, when I heard a faint and weak voice.

"Jack..."

I looked up at him and quickly stood up to get closer to him. He opened his eyes and when he saw me he weakly smiled.

"Hi."

"Mark." I said, but I couldn't hold my cry back. I hugged him, crying into his shoulder. "I thought... I thought you... will forget me."

"What?" he asked as he grabbed my cheeks and pulled my face up to look at him. "Why would I ever forget you?"

"The doctor said that you will have amnesia, and I was afraid that... you won't remember me and... and you'll be friends with Josh again, but..."

"Hey, calm down. Don't worry, I'm here."

"What do you remember by the way? The doctor said if you wake up I need to ask you this."

"Well... Yesterday... We were at your place." he said and looked at me to confirm his answer, so I nodded. "We were practicing math... Then we... celebrated your mom's birthday. And... That's all."

"So you don't remember today?"

"Nope. Well... I remember that I woke up, but nothing else."

"I felt sick after the first class, and you offered to help me go home, but you slipped on the stairs and hit your head. That's how we got here."

Suddenly, the door opened and Sara came in, holding some papers. When she saw Mark awake she smiled widely.

"Hi Mark. I'm Dr. Sara Cooper. How are you?" she asked as she shook Mark's hand.

"Hi. I'm fine, I think."

"Let me check some things."

She stepped closer and check Mark's reflections, she flashed in his eyes, then checked his head.

"Everything seems fine." said Sara. "I'll give you some pills for headache. You need to take them once a day. If you feel bad or your headache gets wors, you should come back, alright?

"Alright." said Mark.

"Well, I think then you can go home if you want." Sara said while she pulled out the needles and turned off the heart machine. She once more checked his head where the wound was and then went over to the door. "I'll come back with the pills, then you can leave."

She left the room and we were alone again. I looked under the bed and saw Sam, hiding. Mark doesn't remember meeting with him, but I think they should meet again.

"Mark. Someone's here as well. You probably forgot him as well, because you met today, but he really..."

Sam didn't let me finish my sentence, he left his hiding spot and quickly flew over us. He flew around me then over to Mark cuddling up to him.

"Hi." said Mark and gently patted Sam.

"He is Sam. A special designed robot was made by Felix, Wade, Bob and me."

"Do I see clearly that he is an eyeball?" he chuckled as he asked.

I nodded then giggled as well as I saw Sam's tale happily wiggling. Sara came back with the pills, handed them to Mark and we left the hospital, thanking to her.